Hypnotic Seduction (The Seduction Series)

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Author: Laurie Kellogg
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she’d stepped off a Little House on the Prairie movie set. The only contradiction to her schoolmarm image was a pair of skyscraper sandals, showcasing a perfect set of raspberry pink toenails.
    What was the old fox up to now?
    “Are you familiar with Microsoft Word?” Jordan asked.
    She nodded, her wide gray eyes reminding him of the sterling platters he ’d been sentenced to shine whenever he misbehaved as a kid. The stark vulnerability in her gaze compelled him to break eye contact.
    “Would you like to take a crack at figuring out what’s wrong with this document?”
    She licked her trembling lips, her head bobbing again.
    Edward squeezed her shoulder. “While you’re fixing that, I’ll talk to my grandson.”
    Blowing out a breath of frustration, Jordan led the way into his office and shut the door. “Who is that woman?”
    “Your new assistant.”
    “ What ?” He did a double take. “Look, Gramps, I always defer to your judgment when it comes to decisions about the company, but I can hire my own help.”
    Edward glanced pointedly at the chaos on the desk and smirked. “Yes, I see how much success you’ve had at that.” He handed Jordan the woman’s résumé. “That idiot Pulaski wrote her off without even interviewing her. If you’re unhappy with Hannah’s performance, you can always let her go after her thirty-day probation. But I doubt you will.”
    “Does she speak?”
    “Of course, she speaks.” Edward snorted. “She’s just nervous. Can you blame her after seeing the temp race out of here crying? Hannah reminds me of your grandmother.”
    “With such an ancient name, I’m not surprised.”
    “For your information, it’s become very popular again.”
    “Well, I guarantee it wasn’t back when she was born. She even dresses like Grammy, for crying out loud.”
    “Maybe, but she still looks very professional,” Edward insisted. “And she’s got spunk.”
    Not from what Jordan had seen. In fact, her eyes had an abandoned kitten look that completely unnerved him. “I guess she’s hiding all that spunk under that old-lady skirt.”
    His grandfather crossed his arms over his chest. “You know, Jordan, in my time, women had a mystique about them. Nowadays, girls flaunt so much skin they don’t give a man’s imagination a chance. Where’s the excitement in that? You’ve had six beauty queen temps in the last month—each one more incompetent than the last.”
    “Tell me about it. I think the temp agency’s recruiting their employees at the Barbizon School of Flakes.”
    Edward chuckled. “Maybe you shouldn’t have been so quick to fire Renee.”
    “You know she didn’t leave me a choice, damn it!” The image of his ex-assistant sprawled naked on his desk had been burned onto his retina. When he’d walked into his office, she’d stared at his fly and licked her lips.
    “I wouldn’t have half the stress in my life if women would stop trying to seduce me.”
    “Money and power are a potent aphrodisiac.” Edward shrugged. “Add to that good looks and a reputation as a stud—”
    “I know. I could do with a lot less of all that.”
    Jordan had been fending off horny women’s advances since he was fourteen. His best friend Bobby’s parents, Robert and Elaine—the live-in couple who worked for his grandparents—had invited their niece to visit that summer.
    On her second night there, the hot-to-trot seventeen year-old girl caught Jordan and Bobby sneaking out for a late night swim. When Alicia noticed the crotch of Jordan’s swimsuit was tighter than most full-grown men’s, she chased her cousin back home to the caretaker’s cottage and trapped Jordan in the pool house.
    Naturally, as a cherry adolescent, he was only too happy to let the older girl initiate him to sex. Unfortunately, he discovered his difficulty coming didn’t disappear when someone else was touching him, as he’d hoped it would. He merely became harder and that much more frustrated.
    Alicia had

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